The Sound Of The King's Music Made

I Am Just Always, Always Paying Attention - Waiting For The Words, Or Image, Or Name That Will Be The Beginning Of A Story.

I Actually Do Like Traveling.

There Is No Right Or Wrong Way To Tell A Story. You Have To Find Your Own Way. You Can Get Your Idea From Listening, Looking, Or Imagining. Stories Are Everywhere. All You Have To Do Is Pay Attention.

The Watsons Have Lost Sight Of The Fact That Mercy Watson Is A Pig, And They Love Her Truly, Madly, Deeply. They Live Next Door To Two Elderly Sisters, Eugenia Lincoln And Baby Lincoln. Eugenia Lincoln Is Horrified That A Pig Is Living In The House Next Door. Baby Lincoln Secretly Likes Mercy A Great Deal.

Don't Drop Him," Said Peter's Mother To His Father. "don't You Dare Drop Him." She Was Laughing. "i Will Not," Said His Father. "i Could Not." For He Is Peter Augustus Duchene, And He Will Always Return To Me. Again And Again, Peter's Father Threw Him Up In The Air. Again And Again, Peter Felt Himself Suspended In Nothingness For A Moment, Just A Moment, And Then He Was Pulled Back, Returned To The Sweetness Of The Earth And The Warmth Of His Father's Waiting Arms. "see?" Said His Father To His Mother. "do You See How He Always Comes Back To Me?